Sometime you just feel like you're beating a dead horse. In any case, that's what this reporter feels like when he pens another article about Aiken's Carolina Bay. Unfortunately, it seems that's exactly what's being done. Still, there must be a reason.
This week, the first part of it, anyway, the City had a small "Cat" roaming the wooded part of the bay with a vengeance. The "Cat" was a D-6, or something of that nature according to one of the contractor's personnel, and it sported a voracious attachment called a "gyrogrinder," or something of that nature. A picture of this "Cat" accompanies this article.
While most of the fauna of the bay was able to avoid this monster, hopefully the box turtles were deep in their dens, avoiding the almost hundred degree weather. The flora of the bay were not really in danger unless it had the misfortune of being less than about four inches in diameter in which case it probably ended up ground into small sticks. The only problem with this is that those sticks are hazards to navigation, at least for the stumblebums some of us seem to be. And, while some of the work was done to "improve" the trails, leaving behind those sticks on said trails, much of the work was done to provide fire breaks between the bay and the surrounding housing areas--a good thing.
That being the case, the only thing to do is to keep one's eye trained on the ground where one is walking less the trip hazards have their way, which eliminates one of the joys of walking at the bay, looking at the trees and attempting to identify which winged sprite is making which joyful noise.
Your reporter did mention his concern to two city personnel who happened by his way at the bay. They were aware of the problem and envisioned a good bit of corrective work sometime in the future. Hopefully they will be able to get to this sooner, rather than later.
In the mean time, those of us who enjoy this little piece of nature's handiwork might hurry on the process somewhat. Chucking a few sticks to the side of the walkway each time one of us uses the trail might just be a good thing. Who knows--it might just be good for the waist-line, too.